Divine power, comes from
Moves and flows through the world.
With her curves,
Like honey dripping from a spoon.
Curves that never end.
Curves that never go unnoticed.
Skin like cinnamon, butterscotch, honey, chocolate
Skin that makes you wish you could taste and smell
Through your eyes.
Eyes that you are so grateful to have
From the top of her crown,
To the soles of her strong feet.
She embodies power.
She sways to her own beat,
She creates magic.
She is magic.
Created from her ancestor’s spirits.
She is a creation.
Like art, she is enriched with
Colors, sounds, smells.
of jasmine, sage, passion fruit.
Her power is strong.
She is divinity.